Domenico banged his forehead against the mirror in the elevator and rolled his head from left to right, leaving an impression on the smooth surface. He spent the last twenty minutes or so walking in circles around the hotel after the argument with Seth. Domenico couldn’t understand his partner’s stubbornness. It was like being slapped in the face only to get a kick in the balls. And there he was, still trying to calm the fuck down.




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